Heartless Daddy's Girl, Angela (ebonempress) wrote in athinblackline, @ 2009-05-08 23:09:00 |
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Who: Mia
When: Nearly 5pm on Friday May 8
Where: The Beach, near the strange sand castle
What: Mia is being Mia, which is slowly but surely changing.
The beach itself had no memory rather like the young lady who was sitting on the sand next to a slowly eroding castle. Mia had come back to the castle because she remembered that it was there. She remembered it because Momma was doing things to her mind. Mia didn't really understand what Momma and Sand were doing, but they were doing something. It felt weird, as her mind was a part of her reality, Mia was aware of the changes being made to it. So far, nothing had happened to make her want the funny thing not to happen anymore. When she asked Reaper or Tenshi about it, they just shook their head and said they didn't understand it either.
She put her hand out over the castle and the tiny green dragon lifted off of the wall to land on her palm. It settled there and curled up. Mia petted the little creature with slow fingers. The princess had gotten away. Ran away over the drawbridge. One of the guards had stepped on her thinking she was a bug. Such a sad, sad ending to the princess of the sand castle.
"Take dragon with me," the little woman said. The dragon looked up at her with little swirling eyes. Her castle was still made of sand, which meant of course eventually the elements would make it go away. Assuming of course that no one obliterated it before hand. The princess had already been squashed, no need to leave the dragon to get squashed or hurt. "Bring pretty dragon with me."
She brought her hand up and the little beast settled on her shoulder before finding a spot near the curve of her neck. "Almost dinner time." The five o'clock bell would ring soon telling all mutants to be in their cells so that the humans could safely come to the island. Mia knew this now. The information was such that she had known it all her life; however, it had never really surfaced before. Turning her head, she took in the curve of the beach and the water. For a moment, she could see neither, but only a field of stars as was only possible late at night when even the moon was gone.
The starfield like Momma seemed to scream for when she rested. Mia closed her eyes and hummed the sight away, the world returning to late afternoon sunshine. Smiling, she turned back toward Green block, back toward home and safety, Momma and Sand.